My Human Mate novel Chapter 52

He frowned slightly from thought in concentration, lightly bighting his lip and making my stomach flutter like crazy. "Imagine there's like a mental wall so to speak." He said slowly. Obviously he had never taught this to anyone before because wolves are born with the ability to mind link once accepted into the pack. It's like a second nature to them.

"Pretend you're putting up a barrier of some sort."

I did what he said, focusing on putting up a "mental barrier". Frowning my eyebrows in concentration, I put all of my focus on that. I imagined a brick wall in front of my brain, almost as if it was a brick door that led into the passage way of a brain compartment.

"Picturing a brick wall will do nothing sweetheart," Michael said amused which instantly made my cheeks flare up.

"Shut up," I muttered childishly. Prick, I thought in my mind knowing very well that he would hear the thought.

"That's not nice," Michael growled playfully, turning his body and facing mine completely.

We were both sitting with our legs crossed, completely facing one another with our knees touching. We weren't that far from each other and with the light hitting his face on the perfect angle, he looked like a god.

Just seeing him like this, playful and joking around made me smile on the inside. He was practically perfect, as Mary Poppins would sing, and it made the decision of staying with him and possibly being murdered or breaking it off and staying safe an extremely hard choice.

I didn't know whether to be selfish and think about my safety, or to follow my heart and be with Michael. I know we can be happy and make it worth, but is being in danger really worth it?

Keeping my face straight and my mind blank, I turned and mirrored his posture. I crossed my arms and made myself sit taller, but as soon as I saw the small smile playing on his lips, I realised my goal to be intimidating was failing miserably.

"You think you can scare me?" he questioned with a raised eyebrow. Even with Michael sitting slouched and me sitting up straight and tall he still managed to be taller than me.

"Just because you've got some muscle on you," he said huskily, trailing his eyes up and down legs and lightly running a finger along them. My face slightly burned at this. Although I learned that I would never had a perfect body and thicker legs from natural muscles that ran in my family, I still was slightly self-conscious about them.

They aren't hideous, in fact there quite toned and they are probably as thin as they will ever be, yet they managed to be thicker than most of the girls legs out there. My arms were like that to. They were slightly thicker than most girl's arms but they weren't fat. Just muscular.

As if he was reading my mind (and probably is), all signs of his playfulness dropped instantly.

The words he just spoke should have made me happy. I should have jumped for joy and I slightly did. But only a few of the words screamed out at me.

You'll love me one day, its fate so you have to.

I looked down at my lap where Michael's large hands were entwining our fingers. He played with my fingers, letting me think over what he had just said, not looking affected by my silence at all.

He was just confidently sitting there, passing time by playing with my smaller fingers with a small smile playing on his lips.

"You've put a barrier up," he stated quietly peering down at me. "I can't hear what you're thinking." I couldn't be too sure, but I think he sounded almost sad that he couldn't pry into my thoughts. I tried to pay 100% attention to what he was saying, but one thought just took my focus from him.

"Fate?" I questioned quietly. I peered up at him, who was now looking down at me cautiously. "I know I've never really had a choice about my feeling towards you because of the bond, but." I shook my head slightly.

I was mentally shooting myself for thinking it over to much and making a huge deal but I couldn't stop it.